Adventures of a mushroom-growing writer on the NSW south coast
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Welcome to Humus and Hummus, home to a queer, mushroom-growing writer hermit named Marita. Things you will find here:
-shrooms + veg + fruit growing
- a love for Vinnies and foraged goodness of the edible variety
- quirky adventures in Australia (and surrounds)
- occasional tirades about the Australian food system
- my donkey Mindy
It’s easy to let events in your life become overwhelming. Sometimes it feels like everything is going wrong, but external events are never personal attacks by the universe. We have to learn to roll with it, teach ourselves to be whelmed. Chastity: I know you can be overwhelmed, and you can be underwhelmed, but can you ever just…
Want to start a mushroom growing business, but worried that you need a crazy amount of infrastructure, time and money? Don’t worry. You can be up and growing with a simple, cost-effective system and a bit of ingenuity. Here’s how. 1. Get skilled up. First up, you need to skill up. Milkwood Permaculture’s Gourmet Mushroom…
It was basically a weeklong special United Nations meeting on biodiversity. Every (packed) forum and conference talk was live translated into multiple languages straight into your headset. Simply listen and marvel as Italian, German, Japanese and more are rendered accessible to you. All to discuss sustainable food futures. It still blows my mind (even the…
This is an entirely fictional short story exploring food sustainability in Australia. I’m not a market gardener in Moruya but I’ve used it as the setting for this story because it’s an incredible example of how a sustainable, local food economy could function. Also, the Agrarian ‘Deep Winter’ unconference takes place in – yes, you…
A book I read as a child has stuck with me. Gorgeously illustrated, it showed how families lived all around the world – what they ate, where they slept, what they wore, even their unique festivals. In only a turn of the page, it was possible to jump from a boy drinking yak milk on…
If you were passing through Gerringong this time last month, you might have caught a glimpse of what, on first glance, looked like a cult descending on the quiet seaside township. Laden with home-cured meats, freshly harvested vegetables, just-baked bread and local raw milk, 200 people converged on the Gerringong Town Hall with uncontestable chipperness.…
It’s been an exciting first year of growing mushrooms for market; a steep learning curve that’s seen me make plenty of new farmer mentors and friends. I’m indebted to the support of both the burgeoning Gaia Farmers Market in Ulladulla and the well-established SAGE Farmers Market in Moruya. Rad people abound at both markets (too…
There are many, many reasons I wouldn’t bet on my survival in a dystopian future. Lack of hunting skills. Reliance on clean drinking water. Pale, friable skin (that ozone hole, man). But there’s one particular stickler: heroine hairstyles. For high school soccer matches, a friend would typically braid my hair on the bus, possibly out of…
I’ve nearly missed the ferry at Lesvos. But it wasn’t a matter of life and death, like it is for thousands today. It was three years ago. I’ve been thinking about it lately; whether there was something in the air I could now identify with the power of hindsight. I can see it in the…
I think all of us are part of our very own ‘Famous Five’ (not to be confused with a Kill Bill-esque ‘Death list five’). We all have our close circle of friends we’d call on for an adventure. It’s probably a diverse group, each member with their own unique skills and wit. They’re the people you…